Future Love??
Waking in the early morn, I glimpse your beautiful face, On the pillow next to mine.
Waking in the early morn,
I glimpse your beautiful face,
On the pillow next to mine.
We stayed up late talking quietly,
in the cool early summer night,
making plans for the next day.
I remember how we met,
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